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    Attic Crew / Lyrics

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    "Dope Boi Fresh" Lyrics

    Attic Crew feat. T.I.

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    Yea! A-town nigga
    A nigga dope Boi fresh in dis polo and guess
    Or the guccI and louie shawty ain't nuthin less
    I keep a piece on my side and some beat in my ride
    The window up when its hot or when its cold outside
    The AC blow snowballs drive a bitch up the wall
    With them plush leather guts steady grippin the butt
    The paint just drip on the street michael jordan on my feet
    With a big booty freak to make the pimpin complete
    I go and pick up big floaty he twistin a swisher slowly
    Bend the corner ain't no hatin and all the hoes no me
    These hoes star struck cause we spendin dem big bucks
    Dis chevy got they attention and fuckin dem hoes up
    'Cause I'm

    [Chorus: x2]
    Dope Boi fresh, dope Boi dope Boi dope Boi (4x)
    Ooo he's so fresh

    BANKHEAD!
    Guess jeans, fresh white tees and a bubble coat
    Ever slang blow all day at da corner sto'
    Serve til ya bar get low go and get some mo
    Nigga trap til da yay get sold, plain and simple ho
    Give a damn if it snows, nigga I don dime day old
    Now five days old wit a big bank roll
    Hit da club and pull six stank hoes
    Brang it back to da trap
    And move six mo o'z
    They say his shirt so wrinkled and his kicks so old
    Wit no haircut so I'm hood rich tho ho
    Ya mighta seen me in a chevy I got six mo of those
    And a direct connect wit a brick fa da low

    [Chorus]

    Every now and then I ride shotgun
    I done always been fresh since day one
    Wit da rod livers khakis Kangols and polos
    Dese other monkey niggaz tacky like hobos
    Dope Boi fresh or should I say razor sharp
    Catch me in action the definition of pimpin' hard
    Lately I been on a roll
    Swooped up them old Bo Jacksons, sky blue on dem hoes
    White baseball Kangol now I'm spiffy
    Hell I might change clothes to dem smoke grey Dickies
    And dem dope Boi Nikes that's how a-town kick it
    And them ghetto hoes like it, even after the fight
    And I'm

    [Chorus: x3]

    I work a crease on dat biiiiitch cuttin' hard like a razor
    Sittin' right on dem Nikes like a nigga had a tailor
    Always be dead fresh and I just get cause I'm a player
    Catch me in ben hill or cuttin' hoes up in Decatur
    Always ridin' clean keep da Chevy sittin' right
    Da 23s be killin' hoes and choppin' through the night
    Jumpin' out brand new dem tennis shoes white white
    If I scuff 'em fuck 'em chuck em pull a new pair out da biick (back)
    Hit dat walter wit a stiiick
    (stack) scrape dat new shit off da riike (rack)
    Just gimme dat encye and dat falcons throwbiike (throwback)
    Da number eight Jordan in dat red and bliiick (black)
    And a size number seven in dem Ben Hill Heights
    I stay

    [Chorus]
    This song was submitted on December 22nd, 2013 and last modified on November 28th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC.
    Written by Aldrin Davis, Clifford Harris, Kevin Burton, Villus Hose, William Holmes.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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